I can't believe that it's crept up on me again: Today I discover that today is Holocaust Memorial Day, and I'm fresh out of onions!

My wall calendar has to get with the plan! It mentions Burns Night and Australia Day on either side but skips over Holocaust Memorial Day. The shame! Are haggis and Waltzing Matilda more important than the Chosen People?

When last I read the sci-fi comic strip Judge Dredd, back in its 1980s heyday, the character seemed to work just fine without a psychological, emotional, and sexual back story.

There was enough fascination in unraveling the details of a 22nd-century world where America had been reduced to a couple of crime-ridden megacities separated by a radioactive wasteland full of mutants (Red States and Blue States, anyone?).

Paleo Retiree over at Uncouth Reflections went to see Diamond speak recently, and wondered if Diamond actually means what he says. He makes an important point about Diamond, who has become a tremendously influential writer. It seems like every “progressive” guy my age who reads has read Guns, Germs, and Steel: The Fates of Human Societies. This always seemed odd to me, because human history and human nature are generally unfriendly to progressive ideas about how humans “should” be — because humans have always been sexist, violent and tribal — unless stories about human nature and human history are framed in the context of some transformational, up-with-people, “arc of history” progressive narrative.

When an ideology gains control of the institutions that shape opinion, it is said to have gained hegemony. At this point, something happens to public discourse. As the tenets of the ideology are considered objective and not subjective, all contenders must embrace them to keep their corner of the ring. Its ends cannot be contested, only their means. One cannot propose an altogether different value system, but only critique ways of realizing it.

Rather than clashing ideologies, we have clashing methods. The result is the assimilation of all competition into the dominant ideology and their reduction to a shadow of it. There are thus no options beyond minor variations in the same type of thought. In Western democracies, this is the current condition in regards to Liberalism.

Many in the Alt-Right have grown quite angry with Quentin Tarantino of late, due to the subject matter of his latest two movies: Inglourious Basterds, which depicts a fictional Jewish squadron wreaking unholy (and ahistorical) havoc against the German high command during World War II, and now Django Unchained, which features a righteous black runaway slave exacting bloody revenge against a bunch of mean, depraved, and rapacious white slaveowners in the antebellum South.

Exerting political leverage against the establishment

John Bean’s recent article about his support for the British Democratic Party produced predictable criticisms about the pointlessness of party politics and fighting elections. This reflected the sense that many people feel about not living in real or fair democracies.

This kind of cynicism has now become a popular default position for those on the Alternative or Nationalist Right. It seems that with the media on their side and billionaires funding them, the mainstream parties have nothing to fear. Because of this, many have come to the conclusion that supporting any nationalist party is an exercise in futility. The past record of failure only adds to the sense of futility.

At first you put up with it because it’s there, but after a while it starts to get on your tits and become more and more irritating: Left-this, Right-that, New Left-this, Alternative Right-that, blah blah blah, etc. etc., ad infinitum – yawn!

The 13th of the Vanguard Podcasts. The original "triumvirate" of Richard Spencer, Andy Nowicki, and Colin Liddell, are joined by the legendary Jack Donovan to discuss the proto-Alt-Right cinematic masterpiece Fight Club (1999) and its themes of nihilism, anti-modernity, and paleo-masculinity.

It is 60 years since I was first involved in Nationalist and European Nationalist politics, and over 60 years since I married my present wife. The result of our marriage supplies the reason why I am not content to sit back and take it easy. We have three granddaughters and three great-grandsons. It is for them that I am doing what I can to see that they have a future that is still British, still European, and does not become an ever expanding conglomeration of Third World liquorish allsorts, united only by our geographical boundaries.

Much as I felt the call of Scrooge in the weeks leading up to Christmas, I was thwarted by great friends, a loving family, and a few events that conspired to defeat my inner curmudgeon. As enjoyable as Christmas proved to be for me, my favorite time is the week between Christmas and the New Year. This period is marked by a deep quiet that lends itself to reflection and plans for the coming year. Being American I have a terribly short attention span, so I found myself reflecting mostly on this last month of the year.